REMPAK: The Destruction

Part 5: Jizo Empty Bullshit Is The Worst!

The sun slowly descended humbly, pulling its light away bit by bit. However, the orange is still able to penetrate into the classroom scented wood floor. Airi sat on her stool quietly while looking at the white paper that was thrust out a few minutes ago by the figure in front of her.

Initially, Airi was going to go to the council room to make sure the bell rang, but she did not feel the need to do so because the man was already standing in front of the classroom door with all his domineering aura.

"You must be playing me," Airi sizzled with squinting eyes. He didn't like the view he was facing.

Jizo, who was now sitting on his own desk after dragging Airi back into the classroom chuckled. "For what?"

"You're the one who talked there for almost two hours but only came out with my warrant? Where's yours?"

I don't know what Jizo did in the boardroom until he didn't even come back until the last lesson. Airi did not want to imagine what kind of tactics she used so that she came out safely along with all her annoying nature.

With a sinless face, he brought her a letter of apology that was written in punishment for Airi to do. It was a social work for several tens of hours. But that's not the problem. The girl is more upset that only she is punished while Jizo is busy smiling foolishly.

"You must have made me a scapegoat." Airi pulled the paper roughly, putting it into the bag forcefully. His lips are making complaints. The world is unfair, right?

Airi did not know where she could raise objections. Maybe to God? Because he met Jizo.

"Take your money back and never talk to me again." Airi put a hundred thousand dollars into the table. That's all the rest he's got. His father would certainly not give him any more pocket money. They're not that rich.

The girl got up from her seat after throwing another dissatisfied look at Jizo. From now on, he should be avoided. Completely keep a distance, block all Jizo access in his life, and live a normal day.

It was only decided a few minutes ago in Airi's heart when her hand was forcibly held. Airi almost slammed backwards.

He glares. "You crazy? Want to kill me?!"

Jizo, the main suspect of the scene was silent for a moment. Perhaps surprised because Airi who suddenly used a high tone.

Of course, that was a reasonable reaction. Because, Airi had always refrained all this time from shouting or rampaging in front of him. For the girl, drain more energy. He was already tired by hearing Jizo's voice, if he still had to clash his mouth, he could die on the spot from the first sentence.

However, this time Airi was already at her limit. The girl's blood felt perfectly touching the top of her head, in high temperature, boiling.

"Did?"

"You can yell it out?"

Airi brushed off Jizo's rough hands. His eyes were sharp as if he wanted to tear the man into the smallest piece.

"Don't touch me." Airi is on the level, where Jizo is a disgusting parasite for his exhausting life.

"Woah, Airi was really amazing today."

This is not the time to praise Airi, Jizo. The girl wants to leave immediately. He had to get to work part-time before it was too late. Plus, he might have to take some absenteeism to use working on social punishment the next few days. Without pay of course.

"Airi, Airi, now you look human."

"Stop bullshit, I gotta go." Airi was about to continue her delayed steps until Jizo restrained himself. Jizo's hands coiled around the girl's waist, making their distance so fast.

Photographed by the dark hazel Jizo bead, the man's hair is not as rough as it looks. Jizo's hand felt hot on Airi's body. Jizo pulled his annoying smile.

Airi's eyes widened perfectly.

Plaque!

He slapped a slap hard on Jizo's cheek. Of all the unpleasant behavior that the man did, harassing Airi like earlier was on a different level. It feels like, this will slowly become hatred.

If Airi dies and becomes a ghost, Jizo will be the first choice for her to drag to hell.

"WHAT DO YOU WANT?!" Airi's vocal cords almost broke until her voice was even cut off at the end because it screamed more than the octaves she used to wear.

"Swimming, Airi. Don't be mad." Jizo was still the same as his usual self. The man took a step back, just in case Airi gave an additional attack on his right cheek which was now flushed red.

"STOP MESSING UP MY LIFE!!" One stomp and Airi officially turned around.

"Who do you trust more, your friend or your father?"

Airi held the door of the class she pushed. Eyebrows. The girl's grim face was mixed with question marks.

Jizo said a similar strange thing earlier. Actually, what does he mean? Why make Airi speculate so many things?

"Heeeiiiii, it's worth sticking with me for more than two years."

"You're stupid." Jizo spoke while taking his own bag off the bench. The corner of his lips was attracted. Ah, that typical male smile that always has a double meaning.

Airi could never interpret Jizo's smile. In fact, he was always smiling regardless of what words came out of his lips. The ridicule, mockery, orders, until the praise he threw at Airi was always matched with a smile.

Not a fake smile, just does not mean hospitality literally. Airi often saw him being rude or quarrelling. However, Jizo never looked angry. The man always humiliated his fuss opponents with a smile. Either haughty, or dismissive, sometimes it also looks like pride. His smile changes like the weather. Clearly, not kindness.

"Can you stop asking such things?" ask Airi. She doesn't like Jizo trying to pit her sheep against Airi's own mind. Jizo definitely knew these things were sensitive to Airi.

"You know, I have a very interesting conversation in the boardroom. You should be there to hear."

Right Airi's guess, Jizo did do something in the board room.

"What do you mean?"

"What a pity, our little Airi."

"Jizo, stop joking!" For what Airi served Jizo who deliberately provoked his emotions.

"Let me repeat my advice, Airi."

"Don't trust the people around you too much. Fake things are beautiful, but they never end well."

Clearly this man just wants to make Airi mess up by talking about fake, believing, Akane, and his father. Lies and nonsense.

"Jizo, maybe the only one I shouldn't trust here is you."

"Stop messing around. I'm so sick of it."

Airi now real left that place after saying her sentence in a blatant sarcastic manner.

His footsteps were as noisy as the sound of his heart constantly wondering. Leaving Jizo alone in that classroom with his little answer.

"Yes, including me. Don't trust me."

This was Airi's last attempt not to get rid of the man recklessly. No, just hold it. Again, don't listen to him.

Jizo was full of shit. Airi convinced herself that she could definitely get through this.

That afternoon, Airi spent half her time late at the coffee shop where she worked. Forgetting Jizo's voice, drowning him in the rush.

There was no Jizo in his life, no Jizo in his life. As soon as Airi was chanting continuously.